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The Cowboy’s Twins

Written by Linda Warren

Chapter Eight

Abby awoke to the sound of little voices. She slipped out of bed and followed the voices to the living room. Last night, she assumed Jess had left while she was taking a shower. The house was dark and quiet so she went to bed. She hated some of the things she’d said to him, but they needed to be said.

To her surprise Jess lay on her sofa in jeans and a T-shirt, sound asleep. Lane and Lizzie leaned over him.

“What’s he doing?” Lizzie whispered.

“He’s sleeping, silly,” Lane replied.

“Look.” Lane pointed to Jess’s boots and immediately shoved a bare foot into one of them. The boot came all the way up to his hip and he was about to topple over. “Help me, Lizzie.”

Lizzie ran to his aid as Lane stepped into the other boot. “You’re gonna get in trouble.”

At that moment Lane fell forward, his butt in the air, his hands on the floor. Lizzie tried but she couldn’t lift him up and then they both started giggling and fell over. Jess sat up, smiling, and they threw themselves at him.

Abby leaned against the doorjamb watching. Love arched across Jess’s face like a beautiful rainbow. She’d seen that look before, directed at her. It seemed like eons ago, but the feeling remained deep in her heart.

“Breakfast,” she called.

They sat around the table eating like a normal family and Abby realized for the first time that they were a real family. For the kids’ sake, she had to find a way to get past her resentment.

She got the twins dressed and they went outside to play. That left her alone with Jess.

“I’m sorry. I just couldn’t leave last night.”

She waved a hand to brush it off. “It’s okay. The kids love having you here.”

“Do you mind if I take a shower? I have my things in the truck.”

There it was—he was always ready to leave. “Sure.” And to keep her thoughts on another subject she added, “I thought we’d talk to our parents today. It would be best if we did it here instead of at their homes.”

“I agree.” He headed for the front door and turned back. “I know I’m pushing my luck, but do you mind if I stayed here with the kids until I leave on Thursday?”

Don’t react. Don’t react.

“I only have the two bedrooms.”

“I don’t mind sleeping on the sofa.” He took a step toward her and she wanted to pull away, but she held her ground. “We’re still married. If our parents hadn’t intervened, we’d still be living together today. Why can’t we start over again?”

Tiny sparks of heat shot through her. She looked him square in the eye. “When you came back after the big argument, what were you going to say to me? That you were sorry? That you still loved me? And that you were quitting the rodeo circuit?”

His startled expression said it all. No words were required.

“I didn’t think so.” She walked out of the room.

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